Here comes a thought || Hunting patrol

[Irispath]

Oh dear.

Oh no.

He was out here all alone with these new rogues and he barely remembered their names. He had to pull himself together. Wether he was shaking from anxiety or the cold was a mystery. The snow was soft beneath his feet and he had to admit, the moors were pretty when covered in snow.

"Alright....Let's try and catch as much as we can." He said.

....What else should he say?

"We aren't on the coyote patrol, but keep a look out just in case."

The last thing he wanted was to see someone mauled by a coyote.

"Let's do our best."

Yeah! That's good.

@GOAT @shorty @speckleclaw.
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[GOATFOOT]

This... young lad... this, young sir, seemed so skittish. So puny. Goatfoot finds himself high above his station, deciding that he does not wish to take orders from the deputy's assigned patrol leader. The cranky old tom-cat grumbles something as he pushes through the snow, his limbs tiring swiftly but he refuses to show any sign of weakness in him.

"Ye... sayin' too much." Goat huffs, "Should split up. Mm... split up is our best option if we are to find anything... and maybe ye smaller cats can race around in those burrows. Chase somethin' out for us bigger cats to chase. Mhm." Goatfoot hasn't memorized who was all a tunneler and who was a moor runner- all he knows was that he is a moor runner and his mate was (likely) turned into a tunneler. ​

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Spoiler: TAGS 🐐 11/22

( primary character / "speech" / ic opinions )​

╰ ★ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· GOAT, male — he / him
╰ ‣ 144 moons . libra . ages on the first
╰ ‣ rogue . mountain-born .

╰ ★ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, smell of fir trees and late rainfall , status — 100%
╰ ‣ blue and white tom . scar over right eye . amber eyes

╰ ★ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
╰ ‣ Blunt, impatient, stubborn, loud-mouthed, short-tempered / warms up to become soft-hearted, protective, and considerate with those he grows close to.
╰ ‣ finds moderate difficult in relating to others . can be cruel, rarely shows mercy
╰ ‣ Appreciates titles such as "sir & mister"

╰ ★ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
· BEETLE x HAWTHORNE
╰ ‣ homosexual .
╰ ‣ skilled fighter . average hunter .
╰ ‣ will start fights . unlikely to flee .
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @ava.

 

[speckleclaw.]

Trotting behind the patrol, which was still an odd concept to him, Speckleclaw eyed the smaller grey cat with a quirked brow. Poor guy was quivering more than a pinned leaf in the wind, though he could assume it was from the cold and not the ex-rogues trailing behind him. The freckled tabby paused to yawn, a restless night leaving him sluggish. Totally prepared to hunt, though. Definitely. If anyone asked, he was stretching out his jaw muscles as a warm-up for the hopeful catch.

"Well, I'm not going in the burrows," he teasingly replied to Goat, or Goatfoot now. His stature, while scrawny in comparison to most cats, somehow managed to tower over the pint-sized warriors deemed to be tunnelers. "My ass would get stuck, probably." A light-hearted laugh followed his crude words, with a snort snuck in for good measure. Regardless of the cold enveloping the moorlands, he could still find the time to joke around.​

 

[Periwinklebreeze.]

IS IT OVER YET - CAN I OPEN MY EYES?​

periwinklepaw | 04 months | demi-boy | he/they | physically easy (pacifist) | mentally easy | attack in bold #ccccff​

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As he plods along after the patrol, clear blue gaze flitting about as though he might spot prey, he listens with one ear to the ongoing conversation. Peri doesn't want to go down in the burrows - the idea of being alone down there in the dark is utterly terrifying. Soft steps are near-silent upon the snow, but not quite - it's hard to judge where to step, how to step, and the snow keeps clinging to his pelt. at least his belly fur remains untouched, unlike some - he may be young, but he's taller than most his age, perched upon slim and graceful legs like stilts.